Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 69511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I sent him a video.
Me:
see attached.
There were gray dots dancing on the screen for a while before he finally replied.
Nick:
I’m not at home. Give me ten.
Oh, boy.
Me:
Okay. Thank you.
It took him seven.
I could tell because I could hear his loud ass car coming from a mile away.
Surprisingly, the people listening to the porn in the backyard didn’t seem to hear it, because the ‘music’ didn’t shut off.
In those seven minutes, the darkness started to take over, and the last rays of the sun started to seep behind the house to my right.
I went back inside, my head already pounding.
This was going to be no fun.
But, because I was a hopeless nosy person, I went out onto the front porch so I could see and hear better.
The backyard was good and all, but there was a ten-foot fence, meaning I couldn’t see.
From my side porch, though, if I wanted to, I could see directly into their backyard due to the angle.
I found Nick standing in his yard, fuming, as he looked at what was happening in his backyard.
Finally, it looked like he’d had enough, because he took a step forward, bent down, and yanked a power cord out of the wall beside his feet.
The noise in the backyard abruptly turned off, and when he twisted to the side, I could see that there was a full on outdoor orgy going on in the backyard.
My mouth fell open as I saw all of the bodies—all of them naked—on pool floats, patio furniture, and even in the grass.
All of them were naked, wet, and staring in shock at Nick.
“You better get this fuckin’ shit out of my yard, right now, before I pull this forty-cal out of my goddamn back pocket and start lighting up asses!” Nick seethed.
I blinked at the venom dripping from his voice.
“What are you doing home?” Nick’s girlfriend asked.
I couldn’t remember her name.
She was fairly new, and though I’d seen her around, and Nick had introduced her to me at the last neighborhood meeting, I still couldn’t remember.
“I’m here because the goddamn neighborhood watch bitch asked me to turn down the music! And since I wasn’t home, I pulled up the goddamn cameras, and guess what I saw. Your fat fuckin’ ass bouncing on this random guy’s dick!” Nick snarled.
I didn’t take offense to Nick calling me a bitch.
Every woman was a bitch in his eyes.
His girlfriend took offense to the ‘fat ass’ part, because she launched herself at Nick.
“I am not fat!” she cried out.
“Get the fuck out of here!” he bellowed.
I moved, thinking maybe it was time to slink back inside, but the movement caught the woman’s eyes.
“I’m gonna fucking kill you, bitch!” the woman screeched.
“No, you’re fucking not,” Nick snarled, pushing his girl back.
Before she could reply, red and blue lights lit up the night sky around us.
And none other than the man I’d been thinking about nonstop all day got out.
“Problem here?” Gable asked.
I refused to look at his sexy ass right now with an angry, oiled up woman standing naked in her side yard appearing as if she was aiming for me.
Nick was doing a damn good job holding her, despite all the oil.
“The fuckin’ problem is,” the woman screamed, pointing her long-nailed fingers at me, “this bitch reported me having an affair to my man, and now he wants to kick me out!”
I could feel Gable’s eyes on me.
“I’m not sure that’s her fault,” Gable guessed.
“She called him! And he’s making me leave! This is where I live!” she cried out.
“You’ve lived here for a fuckin’ month, bitch. Now, get your shit, get these used goddamn condoms out my yard, and get the fuck gone!” he yelled. Turning to Gable, he said, “Can you trespass them?”
“Sure,” Gable said, eyes sparkling.
He was enjoying this.
He pulled out his ticket book, and he started getting names.
I went inside and started getting ready for our date.
I was halfway dressed, in my tightest jeans I had, a bra, and black combat boots, when I heard him call my name.
I peeked out of the bathroom to find him in the living room, eyes downcast.
“Yeah?” I called.
His gaze moved upward to find mine, and he froze.
“I was, uh, going to tell you that I had to call in some backup. There’s definitely some drug use going on back there.” He hesitated. “I have three black and whites that are out there, but since I’m the first on scene, it might take me a bit to get ready to go.”
I reached down and unbuttoned my pants, thinking maybe I should change them.
His eyes tracked the movement. “What are you doing?”
I grinned wickedly then. “I think I’m gonna wear a dress.”
He watched me avidly as I started to struggle to get them off my ass and down my thighs.
“You’re not wearing any panties.”